Chapter two is up! This one was a lot of fun to write, actually. Well, enjoy!

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TRIS

Four led Christina and I to a small hut, grinning sheepishly. "Home sweet home," he said, hanging his jacket and belt on a hook by the door. "I don't actually have an extra bed or anything for you guys, but you could probably share my pallet and I'll take floor-"

"Not necessary," I interrupted. "We have plenty of money and a long way to go."

"Where exactly are you going?" he asked.

"To Dauntless," Christina interjected.

He began to laugh loudly. "Trust me; you're better off staying here on the boundaries with the rouges than actually in the city. Why would two young girls need to go there anyway?"

"Why do you need to know?" Christina snapped, grabbing my arm. "We've traveled too far and long to be told to go back now." She pulled me from the room and I shouted a quick thank you as she dragged my down the path, back towards the cliff.

We set up camp as far from the edge as possible. Christina started a small fire and we sat by it, talking and sharing tales of our childhoods. Admittedly, she had some pretty hysterical ones about Peter. In the middle of a story, I heard a loud snap come from the woods. "Did you hear that?"

She nodded eyes wide. Carefully and quietly she drew her sword and I followed suit. We crept towards the noise and were startled by a boy and a girl jumping out at us, yelling some sort of battle cry.

The girl collided with me, sending us both rolling. She grabbed at my wrist, attempting to make me lose my grip on my sword, while I slashed at her. We were precariously near the cliff and in a moment of sheer luck I stretched my arm and caught hold of a branch. I jerked to a stop and she rolled off of me, landing on her back with an 'oof'. I stood up and pounced on her, pinning her arms to the ground with my knees. I drew a dagger from my boot and held it at her neck. "Who are you and what do you want?" I hissed.

"My name is Cara," she choked out, despite the pressure on her throat.

I looked at her; she was dressed all in blue. "An Erudite thief," I spat.

She rolled her eyes, allotting a chuckle. "Not exactly. My brother and I were hoping to breach Dauntless and find better living conditions. Erudite's not the safest place nowadays."

Her story seemed true, although I wouldn't let my suspicions go until Christina had a talk with her. She's decent at reading people. I stood and helped her up, keeping my knife pressed to her back. "In case you try anything," I muttered when she gave me a questioning glance.

We heard a shout and glanced at the cliff, where Christina held the boy over the edge by the ankle. "Cara!" he screamed.

I sighed. "Christina, drop him. On the sand," I added.

She narrowed her eyes, muttering something before dropping him on to the sand. He sat up, rubbing his head. "Who the hell are you people?" he muttered.

I prodded Cara with my knife. "Tell her what you told me."

"Enough with the theatrics," the girl muttered. She told Christina what she told me.

"Well?" I asked.

Christina nodded. "Yeah, I believe her story. I'd been hearing rumors in Candor about Erudite before we came to Abnegation. The uprisings in Erudite have something to do with why Peter's parents wanted him to marry you so suddenly."

I nodded, sheathing my knife. I smiled somewhat sheepishly at Cara, extending a hand. "My name's Tris."

She took it, cautiously. "Cara, as you know. That's my brother, Will."

Christina was helping him up. "Sorry I almost killed you. I felt threatened," she said, shrugging.

He grinned. "Hey, most people don't get the jump on me like that. Kudos to you," he said, winking.

Cara and I shared a glance at the exchange; something I believe is referred to as flirting. "Well," I said, "you're welcome to join us. We're also trying to breach the city and seek refuge."

Cara grinned. "We'd be honored, Princess."

I blanched. "What- how- I mean-"

"Don't fret, Tris. I'm from Erudite, I'm very knowledgeable. You look exactly like the princess and Tris isn't all that different from Beatrice in the first place. You basically just removed the first syllable."

I sighed. "Please, don't share my identity with anyone we meet. I'm running away from Abnegation and I really don't need rumors that the princess is hiding in Dauntless."

Cara held up her hands. "Hey, I know. I'm knowledgeable, remember?"

Christina grinned. "I have a feeling we're going to become good friends with these people, Tris."

TOBIAS

I watched as the two girls retreated down the path, shrugging. Their funeral. I guess I should've warned them that the woods are teeming with Erudite thieves at night, but hey, it slipped my mind. Christina was rude anyway; I could care less if she died.

Tris was actually somewhat nice, and for whatever reason, incredibly captivating. Something about her really intrigued me, but I couldn't place it. I recognized her as soon as she mentioned she knew me from somewhere. Where had I met her? She obviously wasn't Dauntless, you could tell by her careful demeanor. Maybe she had offered me a place to stay in Amity…

Regardless, I knew this girl somehow and I was going to be up all night thinking about her. What really got me was the fact that she wasn't even that pretty. I mean, sure, her eyes are kind of nice, as well as her smile. Her nose is a little long, but not too much. Not so much that it takes away from her general appearance at all.

Christina was somewhat of a looker, too. Yep, those girls were going to be pillaged and raped. As an honorary Dauntless knight, I should probably have felt some sort of desire to go after them, to save them. I mean, any person who claims to be halfway decent would've gone after them.

Thank goodness I don't claim said decency.

The night was uneventful, filled with eating and occasional naps. I always woke up with her damn face in my mind. Dammit, Tris. I didn't even know her, yet I was seemingly captivated. One question burned in my mind all night, even if I was sleeping, it found a way into my dreams: Where the hell did I know her from?

Eventually, light seeped its way into my hut, eliciting a groan. Patrol was going to kick my ass. I grabbed a bite to eat and waited outside for Zeke and Uriah. When they walked up, Zeke broke out into a grin. "Look who's up bright and early!"

I rolled my eyes. "I couldn't sleep. Are we going to go or not?"

"Slow your roll, my man. We'll get going soon."

I moved past them. I didn't mean to be so short with the brothers; I was tired and pissed off at everything in general. We made our way to the cliff, but were stopped before we made it. Lynn, Shauna and Marlene grabbed each of us, pulling us behind a tree.

"There are people sleeping on our cliff," Marlene hissed. "What the hell?"

I groaned, knowing exactly who it was. "They're harmless, Mar. Just two insane girls trying to make their way into Dauntless."

"Two girls?" Lynn challenged. "Try three, along with a guy."

For some reason, when she said the part about the guy, my blood boiled. "Well, let's give them a wake-up call."

Uriah grinned, drawing his sword. "Let's."

TRIS

I woke up to frantic shouts. I lifted my head, delirious, and saw a short-haired girl gripping Cara by her own long locks with a sword to her throat. Will was being restrained by two darker skinned boys and Christina was pinned down by two girls.

Hands wrapped around my chest and I screamed, only to have a hand clamped over my mouth. I sank my teeth into my captor and he swore, letting me go. I rolled away and lunged for Christina's belt, which was to my left. I was stopped by a foot connecting to my side, causing me to cry out. I glowered up at my attacker and gasped.

Four?

"What the hell are you doing?" I cried.

"This is our cliff," he responded, smugly, before nudging me with his foot. "Get up and fight me."

"Why would I fight you?" I asked, shaking my head. "You saved my life yesterday—I don't want to have any conflict with you."

"Just do it, damn it!" he growled. He bent down and grabbed Christina's belt, drawing her sword. He threw the belt and dropped the sword in front of my face. "Get up, Stiff."

I growled when he threw in the derogatory term. I snatched the sword and stood. "What is the point of this?" I hissed.

"You want to live in Dauntless, right?" I nodded curtly. "Well," he continued, "consider this your initiation. If you can beat me, you can make it in there. If not," he shrugged. "You may as well pack up and go back from wherever you came from."

My blood boiled. How dare he? I had to stop myself from announcing my princess title and from ordering an execution for him. I raised my sword and gave it a few experimental swings. Not as good a balance as mine, but it will do.

"Fine," I called. "But if I win, you take your passé elsewhere and leave me and my friends alone."

"And this becomes our cliff!" Christina added, earning her a hard slap from one of the girls holding her.

I nodded. "That, too."

"Fair enough," Four murmured. "But if I win, consider yourselves banished from Dauntless."

Okay, that was definitely unfair compared to my standards, but I shrugged, anyway, extending a hand. "Shake on it."

He obliged, sticking out his hand. We shook once then moved back into our fight stances. This wasn't just a fight for me—it was a fight for Christina, for her right to be her own person, not just a servant to the Candors. It was a fight for Will and Cara, for their rights to be safe in their own home.

I lunged, driving my sword forward. He sidestepped and I swung my blade to follow his path. I brought it up and slashed downwards, our swords clashing in a harsh discord. He pulled away, dancing on the balls of his feet. He was light, bouncy, versus my heavy stance.

I growled, moving towards him again. This time, I stayed light on my feet and I could feel the power in my swing increase. I grinned, slashing and catching him in the side. He hissed, pressing a hand against the wound. He pulled it away and it was covered in red.

"Oops," I sang.

This time he was on the offense, snarling as he swiped his sword towards me. I jumped back, raising my own weapon in front of my face and catching his sword as he brought it down. I used his momentum against him, shoving back with all of my mite. He stumbled back and caught himself before he landed on his butt.

He snarled again, coming at me. I sidestepped and ducked, dodging every attack he threw at me. He slashed to my left and when I went right, he lifted his sword and caught my cheek with the tip. I cursed as I felt the warm blood seep down my face. "Oops," he mocked.

I narrowed my eyes and moved forward, forcing him back. I grinned and feigned right. He moved left and I lifted my sword, slashing at the hand holding his sword. He hissed as the tip of my sword left a long, bloody line against the back of his palm. He dropped his sword and I dropped to my stomach and reached for it, rolling away as he brought his foot down exactly where my face was just a second before.

I jumped back to my feet, now brandishing two swords. I moved forward, making an 'X' with the swords in front of me. He had no choice but to step back until I had forced him against the very edge of the cliff. His heels shifted off the edge and his arms swung wildly, his face a mask of pure terror.

He started to lean backwards as if he was about to fall and I lunged forward and grabbed his forearm, pulling him back towards me. His weight was too much and we teetered backwards, him landing on my chest. I wheezed, all of the wind knocked out of me, before kicking with my feet and gripping his shoulders. I rolled so that I was now on top of him, straddling his chest with my knees pinning his arms to the ground.

"I win," I said triumphantly.

He narrowed his eyes before grinning widely at me. His friends began to laugh, too, and released mine. The taller of the dark skinned boys moved towards me. "I'm Zeke," he said. He stretched out his hand and I took it, cautiously. "No need to be afraid, little lady. I'm sure you could hold your own against me, especially if you managed to take out Four."

"I'm Tris," I responded, panting heavily.

The other dark-skinned boy walked up and Zeke slung his arm across his shoulders. "This here is Uriah, my little knuckleheaded brother."

Christina moved so that she was behind me and Will stood protectively in front of her and Cara. "These are my friends, Christina, Will and Cara," I said, gesturing to each of them as I said their names. Other introductions were made and I learned that Lynn was the girl with short hair and Shauna was her older sister. The last girl, Marlene, was apparently Uriah's girlfriend, according to Zeke, even though neither would admit it. Shauna actually was Zeke's girlfriend, though.

Whilst the two groups mingled, I attempted to wash my cheek. Four came over to me and smiled. "You put up quite a fight for such a little girl," he said.

I grimaced. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"

He shrugged. "Take it as you will. I, of course, meant it in a good way. Anyway, you need any help with that? It's kind of nasty."

I sighed, nodding. "I have to admit, I wouldn't have been able to beat you if I hadn't also been able to learn from you."

He cocked his head to the side as he wiped my cheek with a wet cloth. Where he found that, God knows where. "What do you mean?"

I grinned sheepishly. "I observed the way you moved while you fought and copied you. It ended up working out well."

He returned my smile, dazzling me. "So you come from Erudite?"

"What? No," I said, laughing. "Abnegation. Why would you assume Erudite?"

"Hey, in my defense, Erudite's are generally quick learners and quick to adapt under pressure. I bet you'd fit in perfectly there."

I offered a small shrug. "Probably better than how I fit in back home."

He frowned. "Yeah, Abnegation seems like a great place, but in actuality it's pretty tough to get along there. Too many rules and conducts." He shook his head and smiled warmly at me. "Well, you're all cleaned up, although that might leave a scar. Sorry about that."

I ignored his apology and reached for his hand. I turned it over and saw a long line of dried blood. I groaned and held out my hand. He chuckled as he placed the cloth into it. I rubbed it against the wound softly, not wanting to hurt him.

"I can clean myself up, you know. I'm used to these kinds of injuries," he murmured.

I shook my head. "No way. I didn't mean to make the cut this deep."

He chuckled again, shaking his head. He reached out and brushed a strand of hair out of my face. "Don't worry about it."

"Hey, Four!" Zeke yelled. "If you're done flirting, why don't you join us? Turns out Christina didn't actually mean that this was their cliff. The girl's going to let us stay, isn't she the sweetest?"

Christina uttered her annoyance at that comment followed by a smack to Zeke's arm, causing the boy to wince. I smiled at Four, dabbing up the last bit of dried blood from the cloth and stepping back.

He nodded at me before jogging over to Zeke's side, crashing into his friend and laughing as the two fell to the ground in a heap. I smiled softly at the two of them. Four was different than any man I'd ever encountered. For some reason, a part of me insisted that this was because he was being himself around me, not behaving like an uptight, stiff…

I cursed myself inwardly. I can't use derogatory terms against my own people. Four was nice because he wasn't behaving towards me like I was a princess and that's all.

TOBIAS

We jumped the camp, Zeke and Uriah going for the boy and holding him tightly by the arms, twisting them uncomfortably. Shauna and Marlene lunged for Christina shoving a rag into her mouth when she tried to cry for help. Lynn held a dagger in her teeth and grabbed the older girl roughly by the arm, yanking her up and pressing the knife against her throat.

That left only Tris, who had managed to sleep through the whole ordeal. Christina had spit out the rag and yelled, causing Tris to jerk awake. She sat up and shouted something unintelligible. I snuck up from behind her and wrapped my arms around her chest, pressing a hand to her mouth when she tried to scream, only to receive a sharp pain in my palm. Did she just bite me? I released her, kind of disgusted and she scrambled for something, probably a sword. I kicked her in the side, causing her to wince. Wow, I actually felt kind of bad for that. "What the hell are you doing?" she hissed when she saw me.

"This is our cliff, get up and fight me." She protested, which ended up pissing me off. I snapped at her and threw a sword down in front of her. "Get up, Stiff."

I knew I had struck a nerve because she was instantly on her feet, sword in hand. "What is the point of this?"

"You want to live in Dauntless, right?" I asked. She nodded. "Well, consider this your initiation. If you can beat me, you can make it in there. If not," I shrugged. "You may as well pack up and go back from wherever you came from." I tried not to laugh when her face turned pink.

"Fine," she replied. "But if I win, you take your passé elsewhere and leave me and my friends alone."

"And this becomes our cliff!" Christina called, earning her a hard slap from Marlene, who grinned at me.

Tris nodded, glancing at her friend. "That, too."

"Fair enough," I said. "But if I win, consider yourselves banished from Dauntless."

She shrugged, extending a hand. "Shake on it."

I smiled grimly and stuck my hand out, taking hers and gripping tightly. She applied just as much pressure before shaking once. We stepped back from each other, holding our swords tightly and assuming a fighting stance. She was immediately on the offense, lunging forward. I sidestepped easily. She swung her blade after me, bringing it above her head and slashing down. I raised my own sword and the two clashed, causing a metallic screech. I pulled back, swaying on the balls of my feet. .

She growled, coming after me again. For whatever reason her swing was way more powerful and resulted in a slash in my side, right through my tattoo. That bitch.

"Oops," she sang. Heat rose to my face. This time I attacked, snarling at her. I swung my sword at her face and she dodged, catching my sword in hers. She shoved back, hard, and I almost fell. Thankfully I caught myself at the last minute. I snarled again, swinging at her. She dodged, ducking. She somehow evaded every attack I sent at her. I growled, slashing left and then making an arc around when she moved to the right, catching her cheek with the tip of my sword. Blood streamed down her face and I grinned. "Oops."

She glared at me and ran at me. I was surprised at her attack and stumbled back a little. She moved right and I moved left, but she surprised me again by pulling my move on me. Her sword connected with my wrist and I dropped my sword, hissing in pain. She dropped and rolled, grabbing my sword. I attempted to step on her, but she moved out of the way before I could do any damage. Damn, she was good.

She stood up, holding my sword and hers in an 'X' over her face. She forced me back until I felt my heels slip over the edge of cliff. I swung my arms trying to catch my balance. My heart pounded in my ears and true fear clutched at me. I felt the momentum of falling before she lunged forward, gripping my forearm and yanking back. We both stumbled, resulting in me landing hard on her chest. She wheezed heavily before flipping me onto my back and sitting on me, pinning me to the ground.

"I win," she said.

I narrowed my eyes before grinning at her. Zeke, Shauna, Uriah, Marlene and Lynn began to guffaw and released her friends. Zeke made his way towards us. "I'm Zeke," he said. He stretched out his hand to her and she took it, cautiously. "No need to be afraid, little lady. I'm sure you could hold your own against me, especially if you managed to take out Four." He hoisted her up and I took a deep breath, now that I didn't have a hundred pounds on my chest.

"I'm Tris," she replied, panting heavily.

Uriah walked up and Zeke slung his arm across his shoulders. "This here is Uriah, my little knuckleheaded brother."

Christina moved so that she stood behind Tris and the boy stood in front of her and the other girl. "These are my friends, Christina, Will and Cara," Tris said, gesturing to each of them as she said their names. The rest of my "passé", as Tris called them, introduced themselves. Zeke made sure to mention that Uriah and Marlene were dating, causing both of them to go red in the face and deny it.

I was talking to Will when I noticed Tris attempting to wash her cheek. I made my way over. "You put up quite a fight for such a little girl," I said.

She grimaced. "Is that a compliment or an insult?"

I shrugged. "Take it as you will. I, of course, meant it in a good way. Anyway, you need any help with that? It's kind of nasty."

She sighed and nodded. "I have to admit, I wouldn't have been able to beat you if I hadn't also been able to learn from you."

What the hell was she talking about? I wiped her cheek with a wet cloth I took from Lynn. It was probably the cloth she had shoved in Christina's mouth, but oh, well. "What do you mean?"

She grinned sheepishly. How adorable. "I observed the way you moved while you fought and copied you. It ended up working out well."

I grinned. This girl was so weird. "So you come from Erudite?" That was the only explanation as to why she wouldn't have feared Erudite thieves.

"What? No," she said, laughing. "Abnegation. Why would you assume Erudite?" Wait, Abnegation? That's how I knew her! Her parents must have been friends with Marcus…

"Hey, in my defense, Erudite's are generally quick learners and quick to adapt under pressure. I bet you'd fit in perfectly there."

She offered a small shrug. "Probably better than how I fit in back home."

I frowned, knowing exactly what she meant. Abnegation is uptight and stiff. If you aren't just as boring as everyone else in that god forsaken kingdom, you're wrong. "Yeah, Abnegation seems like a great place, but in actuality it's pretty tough to get along there. Too many rules and conducts." I shook my head-I was saying too much- and smiled at her. "Well, you're all cleaned up, although that might leave a scar. Sorry about that."

She completely disregarded me and instead reached for my hand. She groaned when she saw the cut on my wrist and held out her hand. I plopped the rag into her awaiting palm, chuckling. She was just so cute.

Ugh, stop it, Tobias. You can't afford to fall for some runaway from Abnegation.

She began to clean my wrist and it felt like she was sending small shocks up my arm each time her fingers grazed my skin. "I can clean myself up, you know. I'm used to these kinds of injuries," I said, nervously.

She shook her head, refusing. I chuckled, shaking my head right back. But not at her, rather myself. If I didn't keep thinking about how cute she was I was going to develop a serious problem. "Don't worry about it," I replied. A stray piece of hair fell into her eyes and I brushed it back, tucking it behind her ear. She glanced at me curiously and I pulled my hand back.

Shit.

"Hey, Four!" Zeke yelled. "If you're done flirting, why don't you join us? Turns out Christina didn't actually mean that this was their cliff. The girl's going to let us stay, isn't she the sweetest?"

Christina yelled something at him before slapping his arm. Tris smiled at me and wiped up the last bit of dried blood from my arm. I nodded at her, grateful, before jogging over to Zeke and tackling him. Messing around with him and the others might get my mind off of this girl. This weird, bad ass, smart, witty, impossibly cute girl that had been on my mind since I saved her life yesterday.

Wasn't that fun? I added some slight fluff for you guys, between Will and Christina as well as everyone's favorite, Fourtris. R&R!

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